Lyrics:
better act right lay low
We know where yo family live
Trust me you don't want me up in yo grill
Wit a ski mask on duct taping your kids
You can pray
Everyone comes from
One father one mother
So why do we complicate
Our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Mm, maybe I'm crazy
But I
to the number
One score: it's 12, 000, too "I'm
The same as first place
" says the man who must be
Better than all those other
Pieces of shit and then we
Get back
are better worth dead to feed tummies
You came for the brains, but you stayed for the fucking
The money's by the side of the bed, it ain't nothing
still must take place
(Yeah)
Inside a peaceful warrior compassion it remains
(Come on)
Humbled by the process and we pray it's not in vain
Be still walk
like the beat I don’t give a fuck
I’m gone remix it
If that hoe a freak
Then she gone ride it like it’s Seabiscuit
My bullet wounds healed by they self
merking
"Skengman 5" when I'm under attack
Should've thought twice before you opened your trap
Come into a nuclear war with a strap
You can tell me
way
(I can't wait to look in the mirror)
I can't wait to look in the mirror
(Help me out now! Come on)
I get better looking each day
(To know me is
adieu, and roller coaster right by your side
My love for you is right by your side by Sade, but the remix that was cultivated by P and Chad
Oh you never
the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gon steam up the place
(Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)
[Jay-Z]
S-dot-Carter
Y'all must
of the Pole
White castle, sushi date
I know shes foxy, but I'll show up late
I don't have a wraith
But Head games still on the plate
I Quench thirst, juice by
Them, everybody wanna roll with them
RAPTRAP on a passenger, you Talk a lot then I'ma kill you Now
Yes I got no better killer sound
You must say that
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
Yeah yeah, it's the West Coast remix
West side the best side
Snoop, Game, E-40
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all
a child I said I’ll be on mtv
Don’t pop no pills I’m Popping wheelies on this atv (aye)
I’m Rapping to this beat While repping the Miami Heat (Wade)
Peppermint PreachinG’:
Digg this, stacking dollars damn shol’ don’t come with a lack of problems
Money change people and it’s usually the people that right
Everyone comes from
One father one mother
So why do we complicate
Our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Mm, maybe I'm crazy
But I
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don
ride?
With her hand on his thigh
Keep looking in his eyes
Oh is that your chick?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don't you know
If you catch me out lacking you better do it
Don't let me beat you to it
It's like trading Chauncey for stuckeye
If it's up there then it's stuck
hard to believe
A girl like you exists
You make wanna be better
It don't get better than this
Looking at God like
Thank you Jesus
I shot my shot
Now she
gettin' better by the day, ha (Better by the day, ah)
You say that this ain't a game (Huh?)
I only smile when I play (Ha)
I don't think you understand (No)
yourself
Come on now it's freedom calling
Come on in and remind yourself
Man must fight for freedom sure that's what most other people would say
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